RIC S. BASTASA


The Silence That Is Still Raw - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

from a tree rooted to
discontent
the silence is still raw
another season of cold
is needed
to make it ripe
make all those leaves turn yellow
and then that silence simply
falls to the ground
like all those leaves
rot and
become forgotten


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 24, 2011


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